Its action is worth all the pedantry of the _doctrinaires_ and the middling morals of the _juste milieu_; and I, who am a Democrat, will stand by it as long as I can stand, which isn't very long just now, as I told you.
Dearest Mona Nina, I am so uneasy about dear Mr.Kenyon, who has been ill again--_is_ ill, I fear.

He is in London--more's the pity! and Miss Bayley is with him.

He gives me sad thoughts.
Do write of yourself.

Don't _you_ be sad, dearest friend.

Oh, I do wish you could have come, and let us love you and talk to you--but on the 16th of June, at any rate.
Your ever affectionate BA.
* * * * * _To Mrs.Jameson_ [Paris]: Monday, May 6, 1856 [postmark].
My dearest Mona Nina,--Your letter makes me feel very uncomfortable.